Friday night was very very messy, I drank my own body weight (about 15 stone) in Cider and allegedly Stella too. Most unlike me.

Saturday morning saw the priest about marriage at 9.30 reeking of cider and farting apples. Hendon v Margate in the afternoon being rather uncommunicative and dazed. Goalless and rather dull. Went into Camden with devonmalcolm and olegrich, contributed very little, briefly met doctornovocalcords who seemed cool, then in a show of utter weakness went home at 7.30 sweating profusely and passing out at about 9.00.

Sunday Laid on the sofa in a right state all day, watched some of Arsenal v Fulham...

got a little bit stoned, found out I'd been paid EARLY! And decided to surprise our lovely Danish friend with our attendance at his birthday party in Copenhagen. It was brilliant, we snuck in and up the stairs and nearly made them all shit their pants with shock :) Then they played the best gig ever and I got very drunk. And got kisses :)

Friday - date in Nottingham, went really well. :D
Saturday - got my hair sorted out by a very nice hairdresser so now it looks neat & tidy. Went camping and realised that Aftershock with blue WKD is actually a good drink to keep you warm.
Sunday - covered by making a full breakfast on the campsite in the morning, come home and slept for the rest of the day. Also cried at the final of the OC.

Friday - Went to some basement club, got drunk and danced to bad music (Pull Tiger Tail were DJing)

Saturday - Watched the footy results come in round a mates, then moved on to another friends to get drunk on wine and Jack Daniels before going to my local indie haunt. Wasn't in the mood and planned to leave early, but we all ended up going back to Bear's place. Certain things were consumed, and I ended up watching Anchorman at 7am swigging from a bottle of red wine. I don't even like red wine

Sunday - Woke up at Bear's place, slightly confused. Went home and attempted to finish an essay. Only actually did 1000 words. Then watched Lost